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A Garden Tour 4/29/2018 1:34pm
After a long ride in a fae-powered van with black tinted windows, I arrived at the stage door where I had first entered fairy land. I was ushered through the curtains by a pair of burly gnomes and found myself once again in the gardens of Psyhigh. "And don't come back!" one grumped at me before returning through the tunnel.
What happened? What about @Dahlia Makes Tea
? Isn't she coming back? I have so many unanswered questions. And so much homework to make up. Finals are coming, and I don't want to be stuck here over the summer. But it's disturbing. I guess I'll just need to hit the books and assume everything works out for the best.
A Garden Tour 4/24/2018 8:53am
“THE SPRING MUST FLOW!” screeches an especially gnarly banshee before the judge.
“Yes, Tiffany,” says the judge, a wizened old fairy sitting at the bench. “And, by the terms of our agreement with the World of Men, the Spring is flowing. The tribute has been taken and the Spring is flowing from her. The contract has been satisfied.”
“HISSSSSSSSSSSS” the banshee hisses. “THEY HAVE UPSET THE BALANCE. IF THE SPRING WERE FLOWING NATURALLY, THERE WOULD BE NO NEED FOR THIS ARTIFICIAL SOURCE. WHAT ABOUT NEXT YEAR? OR THE NEXT? WE MUST BUILD A RESERVE! WHY NOT KEEP THIS ONE? THE BALANCE HAS BEEN LOST! WE MUST BE PREPARED!”
The judge looks down at her notes and sighs. “Our agreement clearly states we are entitled to one (1) and only one energy substitute per year. As we’ve never needed to claim this right before, it is already likely to be contested. However, as we are clearly in our rights, we will take the one we have and return this one. That is the law.”
“&#%@£ HUMANS! THEY HAVE CREATED THIS PROBLEM AND WILL PAY!!”
“We will cross that bridge when we come to it. For now, the agreement has been filled. Next case!” She slams down her gavel.
Tiffany snarls at me as I’m led out of the courtroom and back to my cell.
A Garden Tour 4/18/2018 8:57am
I’ve been giving the same story over and over again to different interrogators, my arms bound by vines to the table in this tiny room. There’s been an elf, a brownie, a gnome, a dwarf, and some other creatures I can’t place. It’s like every race in fairyland wants a piece of me.
They’re definitely playing some amount of good fairy/bad fairy with me. Some are aggressive and hostile, banging at the table and getting in my face; others are kindly and loosen my restraints while they’re with me. “Just tell us why you’re here, dearie,” and “Who sent you child? Just tell us and we’ll let you on your way.”
None of them believe my story, that @Dahlia Makes Tea
is my friend and roommate, and I came here on my own to find her, and doesn’t fairy law say I get some kind of fairy lawyer, or at least a phone call? “You’re lucky we don’t just tie you to a chair and watch you sink!” says an especially surly lady elf.
The good ones are bringing me food—heaps of sweet rolls and donuts on silver plates—but if there’s one thing they tell you in Goodpeople 101 it’s not to eat the food in fairyland or it can really complicate things. But it’s getting harder and harder to resist, and between the hunger and the sleep deprivation I feel like I’m losing my mind.
A Garden Tour 4/14/2018 2:52pm
I don't think it would be safe to move @Dahlia Makes Tea
in her present condition. And her enormous size would be an issue too. How did she get so big?
She's stretched out on the floor of this massive warehouse, flat on her back on the concrete floor, and she's at least 50 yards long. Which means her head alone is 20 feet tall, and wouldn't even fit the front door of our dormitory. What happened to her?
And worse--all the tubes. I was following the Color Canals, looking for the source of the rainbow streams and reservoirs, but I didn't expect it to be my roommate's body! There's one spewing violet at from the top of her head, indigo from her forehead, blue from her neck, green coming out of her chest, yellow, orange, and red down the rest of her body.
This is DEFINITELY outside of the arrangement the school has with the Goodpeople I'm sure. And I have a scary feeling I wasn't supposed to see this.
OMG someone's coming
A Garden Tour 4/9/2018 9:05am
My eyes are going googlie from the technicolor wonder of the land of the Goodpeople. The Color Canals cover the plain—streams of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and violet starting to converge like a rainbow highway. I’ve been making my way along the access roads, climbing over couplings and control valves at the pump stations that dot the way. I met a dwarf ditch rider checking the pressure on the pipes and received a brusque rebuke, chattering at me in his fairy patois. He made a call on his walkie talkie, but let me continue on my way.
The land is flat, the sky is blue, and the puffy clouds ridiculously happy,
but I see a dark structure looming in the distance. Could it be the source of these prismatic drainage ditches? It’s the only clue I have, and hope it can shed some light on the fate of my missing roommate, @Dahlia Makes Tea
A Garden Tour 4/6/2018 9:18am
Beyond the hustle and bustle of the garden staging area, the land of the Goodpeople goes on and on. The canals of rainbow colors meander through pleasant rolling hills of goat-cut grass, and the fairy folk busy themselves carting raw materials in wheelbarrows and fae-powered vans. There are buildings made of sweets and meat, rings of mushrooms singing encouraging work songs, and a blue sky filled with puffy clouds and an ethereal light.
None of the denizens of of this country will give me the time of day, however. I want to ask about the whereabouts of @Dahlia Makes Tea
, but either everyone is too busy or under the constraints of enchanted legal advice to talk to me. Aside from people of the little gnomish type that led me here, there are pixies, nymphs, and leprechauns of all shapes and sizes. There’s even a mass transit system of subways and tubes, built for creatures of various sizes, but they’re all too small for me. They range from tiny pipes for the tiniest sprites to culvert-sized tubes with trains for elves. It’s like a sorting system where you have to be the right size to move to the right place, but there are none that are built for me. I’ll just keep walking along the canals and see where it takes me.
A Garden Tour 4/4/2018 9:02am
Backstage at the garden is so busy and industrial, it’s amazing we don’t hear them banging around all the time! Most everything is made of soft biomass, but still those gnomes make a racket. Plus their singing. And the harps. I guess the thunder seeps through now and again, but otherwise it’s remarkable we never know it’s here.
Still no sign of @Dahlia Makes Tea
, and the Goodpeople are too busy to talk. Everywhere they’re preparing the scenery for the new season, rigging it up with magical filiment to fly it in from the wings. The colors are amazing—streams of rainbows flowing everywhere through systems of canals, and conveyor belts carrying tightly packed buds and blossoms to and fro. Where does it all come from? Perhaps if I seek it out I’ll find my roommate there.
A Garden Tour 3/30/2018 8:23pm
The little man under the camellia bush was quite accommodating. Using his "gnomenclature," he opened the tunnel beneath the bush and brought me "backstage." Psyhigh's gardens are delightful, but it's truly an eye-opener to see what goes on behind the scenes. They're preparing for spring, and the buds are being loaded into their propagation cannons, and the colour reservoirs are filling up. When I turned around to ask my guide, he was nowhere to be found! Perhaps this is related to the labour issue @Big Jim
mentioned. I must continue my search for @Dahlia Makes Tea
unaided. Wish me luck!
A Garden Tour 3/27/2018 8:37pm
Apart from withdrawing their official endorsement of Garden Tours, it doesn't seem that the administration is doing anything about my missing roommate. "Time runs differently on those tours," @Big Jim
told me. "It's probably just a missed connection, due to our current, uh... service interruptions," he says. Apparently a clause in our school applications that says that extended absences (or disappearances) are "to be expected" and the school has a policy of not acting on reports without "direct evidence of foul play." Hmmmph.
I spoke with @Fawn
about hiring her friend Larry Moon, Skunk Detective, to look into it and received a letter back from Larry Moon, where he declined and told me the Good People and their land were outside his realm of expertise.
Even though it's "off limits," I hear there are still Good People in the garden, underneath the camellias and the magnolia and the remnants of the cherry and the daphne. I will make friends and inquire directly. They certainly seem accommodating.
A Garden Tour 3/23/2018 8:28pm
Has anyone seen my roommate? Her name is @Dahlia Makes Tea
, and she didn't come home last night. She was last seen under a streetlight near the Psycho-anthropology lab, wearing a thick but soft and luxurious matching tweed skirt and top from Karl Lagerfeld, and a small black veil held in place by a tiny pillbox corsage on the top of her head.
She is always fashionably dressed.